The rhythm of life is yours, O God,
the changing of the season,
the busyness of the day and the night’s stillness,
youth’s energy and age’s measured pace.
For daylight followed by hours of darkness,
for the time of letting go and taking off the clothes of the day,
for the time of lying down and being covered by the night’s intimacy,
for the overlapping of the seen and the unseen,
heaven and earth,
flesh and angels,
body and spirit,
rest and dying and new life.
All part of your rhythm, O God,
thanks be to you.
-John Phillip Newell, Sounds of the Eternal